Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Peru and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Model 500 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kaleidoscope,
Joy Division,
New Age Steppers,
Minutemen,
The Dead C,
48th St. Collective,
Yazoo,
Skaos,
The Gap Band,
Reagan Youth,
Sun Ra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Misunderstood,
Mandrill,
Radiohead,
Rotary Connection,
Masters at Work,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Silicon Teens,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Moleskins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Danielle Patucci,
Gabor Szabo,
Second Layer,
Michelle Simonal,
R.M.O.,
The Cowsills,
Robert Wyatt,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
DNA,
The Black Dice,
CMW,
Quadrant,
Laurel Aitken,
The Toasters,
Das Ding,
Marshall Jefferson,
Henry Cow,
Glenn Branca,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jimmy McGriff,
Depeche Mode,
Arcadia,
Ultravox,
Warsaw,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Wire,
Q and Not U,
Procol Harum,
Rod Modell,
Moss Icon,
Goldenarms,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lucky Dragons,
Aural Exciters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Slick Rick,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.